Hi everyone! This story is set just after the Rise of Nine but before the Fall of Five.
The gang hasn't met Five yet and Five isn't mean! :) Main paring is Six/Nine but will also include Eight/Marina and John/Sarah
Also, please excuse any plot holes, I know that this story doesn't totally coincide with the books - but thanks for the messages x
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Six POV
I am on guard duty, everyone one else is catching up on some much needed rest before heading off tomorrow to look for Five. Hopefully, it won't be a trap and our excursion will result in the joining of every Loric left on the planet. Otherwise I'm not sure what we'll do, we are so tired after fighting Setrakus Ra and have no energy, we can't survive another mass Mog attack at the moment.
I lean back against the car the others inhabit and close my eyes for a few seconds, soaking in the early morning sun. I lie peacefully and count the seconds, 256, 257, until I feel a shadow draw over my face. Annoyed, I crack open my eyes.
I look up to see the man of the hour himself.
Fact
1. Setrakus Ra is standing above me
2. Behind him is an army of Mogs
3. Everyone is alseep
4. But not me
"Number Six; it seems you are in quite a sticky situation here. I'm a very charitable guy, so I'll give you a choice – either come with us quietly, or we take the rest of the Loric in that car and kill them, leaving you all alone."
I hold my breath; sacrifice myself or put the others' lives at risk? That's an easy decision, but what will they think of me? What lies will the Mogs spread to explain my disappearance? I don't even know if they'll keep their word. But, I don't really have a choice. I could never choose my life above the others'. Losing one more Loric is a tragedy, but losing 5 is surrendering the war.
"I'll come quietly." I say, masking my emotions with a stoic attitude.
"Clever girl, get in the trunk."
I don't look back. I don't think I can
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